Best Cartography Poems

I count the syllables of your dreams,

tracing my way home,

using each one as a compass;

Pulling me to you.

Your tongue outlines this map,

shooting stars into the...

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A river threads a patchwork of activity,
Uniting man to nature, his desire,
To commune, make his mark, despite the brevity,
Of each man’s passage from flame to...

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Looking at the stars
We play life's cartographers
Hastily naming
Which ones we're meant to follow
And which to pass in wonder...

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"Captive Deep Blue Je Reviens"





I walk beside you 
in your dreams,
you are always in me 
warm and pounding, 
twin heart, 
burning bright flame, 
beautiful addiction
captive...

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“Where is the Lover?”



Where is your Lover?
He is in your smile
where he kissed you
when you were fast asleep
bodies pressed into
burning heat
the fruits of passion 
tasted...

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There was a great asthenospheric disruption
Followed by parallel volcanic eruptions
There was a great, abrupt tectonic shift
In a moment, a million years of continental drift

The ground...

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In ancient Greek philosophy
			and science, Earth was named as one
			of a quartet of elements.
			The other three of great import,
			we're taught, were water, air, and fire.

			The...

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When we fight in silence, like titans abound by egos
An eager poet overcome by words.
A beautiful model delicate as raindrops
When the silence in the room...

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Leaving banking, I am thinking about banking. When the red humour from the human system drains off, we irrigate the haematic fluid inside through vein-channels....

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Geology, geometry, biology, biography
Anthropology, psychology, geography, photography,
Psychiatry, psychometry, cartography, graphography,
So many ol-ogies and og-Raph-ies, so little time.

Yet am I studying any of them?
Not today. Today...

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you circle each word 
red, you enjoy 
the correcting -
“read”

the riding crop 
dropped 
words race away
in your inner world

dark stallions 
no bridle nor bit ...

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Frozen in stone a lion kneels in a sandbox built for four,
Guarding a gate to the galaxy which breathes beneath the floor.

Nearly thirty degrees north...

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Were it not a thing impermissible, 
I'd take handfuls of all these silly bits of 
Simulacra, and detritus, dross and debris:
The minutiae and impedimenta that...

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Spacious space I would like 
To have in the space unique
Where none comes to disturb
And never do I will be perturb(ed)
Space travel being my penchant
I...

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Love has us immeresed,
in an endless fathom.
Like tears that fall to the sea.
A symbol of loves' fleeting-
Phantom- 
bemused unto the deep.

Our understanding, 
a shifting current,
carrying...

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